While in town today I saw a headline on the local newspaper "Car Crash Monk Had Cataracts" Firstly, this isn't a headline that you see every day and I salute it purely because it contains the word Monk. Secondly I like the fact that the Monk...a man of the cloth.... has been a naughty boy. Bad Monk. Unless he didn't know of course...but that ruins my story. So we shall pretend he knew he had dodgy eyes and that he wanted to be a bad driver. In fact..I even like to think of him, behind the steering wheel, laughing manically..while wearing stereotypical Monk robes and maybe even salivating a little... Anyway.. I digress.
I'm guessing he might have to go back to Monk college (which id imagine is a lot like clown college, literally) and retrain as a Monk extraordinaire.
That's if he's not dead. I didnt read the article and if that is the case, this blog has therefore once again cemented my position in Hell. Meh. I guess it will be you and I and the Monk with cataracts. Now that's a party in itself.
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